Lin Xuanze ate the porridge inside the thermos clean and didn't forget to gesture to Xiao Chen with it.
Feng Ye saw his little action and let out a cynical laugh.
At this moment, it was only 10 a.m. on Jinglin Road, yet the road was already packed with vehicles.
It was all because Golden Net had moved its headquarters to Beijing, bringing many people over to offer their congratulations.
"Lingwei, have the results of the last assessment not come out yet?" Mo Huai Zhang sat in the car and looked at the long line of traffic, somewhat excited.
Having Golden Net open in Beijing, many had rushed to offer their congratulations early in the morning—the Mo Family wanting to thrive in the future had to rely on the powers of Golden Net and the Black Alliance.
Mo Lingwei gazed out the window, lost in thought, "The rankings will come out tomorrow."
She had anticipated the rankings early; being in the top three was certain.
